Naina's POV:
A girl of 18 years 3 months and 2 days old.She has long hairs, fair skin, slim body, athlete shoulders, no extra fat from anywhere, small boobs, perfect waist, long fingers, visible collarbone, artistic jawlines, and deep ocean eyes, could be, that's why her name was 'Naina'...
It was one day before the disaster.
Everyone was super busy with something except me, I was doing nothing but sitting like a centre of attraction. First time in my life everyone was looking at me with a feeling that I have become so pretty suddenly and was going to offer to a monster soon. Every time there were Bollywood songs playing around, no idea who was changing them after finishing and no idea why they were trying to make me believe that it's my last day at my own Lamba Bari and with my own family.
The disaster planned to be happened in another house of my another Mama Ji just opposite of Lamba Bari due to big space and saving the rent of a marriage hall. All the furniture were coming, most of them bought and sent by Bobby and few by my family members. Most of the jewelleries and clothes were from Bobby and few from my parents. Decorations are going on by my own uncles (Chacha) as he had his own decoration business and my Mama, Mami, Lamba, Dadu all were running for the next work after finishing one.
D came with my womaniser Jiju, and she started packing my bags and arranging my things all together.
I sat and sat and sat, watching what was going on. Few of them were decorating with flowers few with lights.
The wedding card that has printed in both of our houses was clearly showing financial differences of both of our families.
Bobby and his side of wedding card was like a piece of white marvel, on which our names, dates and all other information were written with gold and the paper itself had watermark of and aesthetic wedding theme of 'Dulhan in Doli' it was so beautiful that every details on that card was loudly saying that we are the groom's family and rich family. And in front of that, card that was printed from our end was like a brochure with details printed of a wedding on it. One cartoon of couple were putting varmala on each other and few wedding props like Darpan, Shankh, flowers were printed on the sides of that card. I believe the printers might not have any such low budget card apart from this.
Bobby's card was giving vibe of a penthouse where my card signified old hut with a broken roof. Anyways both the families had distributed them to invite their friends and relatives.
It was 8:30 am, I have been pushed inside the bathroom to take shower by Mami and then the episodes started one after one.
Mami: Naina, fast beta, take your shower, shampoo your hair properly and come out fast from the bathroom (I heard her screaming voice from outside of the bathroom)
Me: Yes Mami, coming. I was feeling that the last bath of every prisoner before they are hanged till death might be giving them the same vibe that I was getting on that last bath at Lamba Bari.
Maa: Naina come out soon, no idea what are you doing inside since so long?
Me: Yes, yes coming. (I don't understand why they were in such a hurry, and at that time I had no idea that something called facial, waxing, pedicure or manicure type of beauty products are available in this world, so what could I do inside the bathroom except bathing? anyways I came out).
Lamba: Started 'Zoker' a Bengali ritual done by tongue twisting which creates a sound like - Uuuulllluuullluuuu.
Maa: (Started screaming saying) Haldi came from groom's house, give more 'Zokers' ladies. (Basically, Bengali families do Zoker on every auspicious thing and ritual as they believe it's very divine).
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Shades Of Thirteen
Non-Fiction~ Dedicated to those who are enough courageous to repeat their mistakes until - The mistake itself don't surrender ~